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myrvaenboys · 3 years
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i feel like i fall in love with everyone. i fall in love with my friends and my family and my dates. i fall in love with the little pieces they don’t realize they’re showing. i fall in love with the laughs they give and the smiles they have. i fall in love with the way he talks about his younger sister. i fall in love with the way she allows herself to feel and conquer. i fall in love with the way he giggles at the things he finds funny. i fall in love with the way they hug so tightly when their friend is so deeply sad. i fall in love with the fact that they have commitment issues. i fall in love with the fact that he has trust issues and she has attachment issues. i fall in love with the way everyone just giggles a bit when they think of something they like. i fall in love with the way everyone interacts with their friends. i fall in love with the way people smile so brightly when they see the people they’re waiting for. i fall in love with the way people cry when they feel pain and hate and grief and anger. i fall in love with strangers on the street who drag their shoes because they just don’t feel like walking, or the person who has a bounce in their step because their day is going quite splendidly. i fall in love with strangers who look at everything with a sense of wonder. i fall in love with strangers who look like they’re not doing their best. i fall in love with strangers that i will never see again but their one little quirk will remind me of everything i’ve ever loved. i can’t seem to find anything wrong with that, with falling in love with a bunch of pieces from other people because they deserve the love i so desperately want them to have. i think i fall in love with everyone because everyone has these qualities that make them seem real and human and vulnerable in a society that makes them feel like they can’t be anymore. so i think i fall in love with everyone.
but what will it take for someone to fall in love with me?
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myrvaenboys · 4 years
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cardan greenbriar really said
"To you, I offer honey wine and the hospitality of my table. But to traitors and oath breakers, I offer my Queen's hospitality instead. The hospitality of knives."
and thought we'd be okay with it
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myrvaenboys · 4 years
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J U D E D U A R T E
“i hate him so much that sometimes when i look at him, i can hardly breathe.” (the cruel prince)
“you really do want me. and you hate it.” (the cruel prince)
“i already told you, you’re not going to die.” (the wicked king)
“and when he kisses me, i feel as though i can finally breathe again.” (the queen of nothing)
C A R D A N G R E E N B R I A R
“most of all, i hate you because i think of you. often. it’s disgusting and i can’t stop.” (the cruel prince)
“but when you were gone— truly gone beneath the waves— i hated myself as i never have before.” (the wicked king)
“by you, i am forever undone.” (the queen of nothing)
“and you. i knew little else, but i always knew you.” (the queen of nothing)
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myrvaenboys · 4 years
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—please jude.
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myrvaenboys · 4 years
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╰��headers The Shadows Between Us
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credits on twitter: aeiinwhitethrn
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myrvaenboys · 4 years
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Honestly as a blind person I’m so tired of seeing fictional blind characters who don’t use white canes or other guides. “They have special powers so they know what’s around them” or “they’re confident enough to not need a guide” are common tropes, and I’m tired.
Are people scared that using a white cane will make their blind character seem weak? They can’t use a cane because they’re so special that they already know what’s around them, and other blind people who use guides are inferior because they’re not special?
I’m tired. Give your blind characters white canes and other guides. Let them hold onto their friends, let them have guide dogs. Don’t make white cane users feel ostracized for not being “strong enough” to go without.
Another thing that pisses me off is when a sighted character comes up with the fantasy equivalent of braille and teaches it to the blind character. Braille was invented by Louis Braille, a blind man, in 1824. The blind character should be the one coming up with it.
Tldr I’m blind and tired of sighted people lol
🔪 Sighted People MUST Reblog This 🔪
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myrvaenboys · 4 years
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Stiles finally found someone capable of his level of sass. 
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myrvaenboys · 4 years
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when i say “unfollow me if you support trump” im not saying it ironically. no, seriously, if you support trump then i dont want your disgraceful ass to be in any way associated with my blog. get out.
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myrvaenboys · 4 years
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Sterek AU: Derek is struggling to come to terms with the fact that he’s apparently lost years of his life and memories. Everything is unfamiliar and terrifying but there is one person in his new life who inspires a spark of recognition. Stiles Stilinski. It’s a bit jarring because as far as Derek’s concerned Stiles was a little kid hiding behind his father’s legs only a few days ago. Still Derek takes comfort in the fact that there’s someone he can tie into his past, someone who makes this whole “de-aging” story seem even remotely possible. Plus, he has to admit, the Stilinski kid grew up nicely.
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myrvaenboys · 4 years
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i love this so so so so much. this broship deserves all the love omg
matt & andrew friendship!!! (extension to this)
matt had a fairly easy time becoming friends with nicky, kevin, and aaron, mostly because once all the issues in their respective lives had been somewhat solved they were more open to branching out
andrew was another matter
matt was beginning to see andrew differently because of the way neil talked about him, and also because of the way renee was starting to talk about him (she used to be more private about their friendship)
hearing about andrew’s devotion to the people he cares about reminds matt a LOT of himself, so one day he finds him alone in the dorms and properly apologizes to him for how he used to be treated by the team
he makes it clear that he understands if andrew isn’t interested in being friends with them, but matt is willing to give it a try if he is
nothing happens for a few days, and then during practice renee calls matt over to join in on a “debate” she and andrew are having on their stroll around the court
matt has the earth shattering realization that andrew is hilarious
and not only does the man have some serious deadpan comedy going on, he’s also wildly intelligent and profound
(unbeknownst to him, andrew has also been hearing about matt from renee and neil, and perhaps….he is a little curious)
the other foxes are so weirded out because during practice matt will just be chilling next to andrew and then suddenly burst into laughter
neil is Very Happy about this
the two of them start having more one-on-one conversations, and they actually get along really well?? matt is a good listener, and he has this way of getting andrew to talk that surprises both of them
but they also very quickly master the art of just sitting in comfortable silence and keeping each other company while they both do homework or something
matt also figures out oh. andrew’s expression does change. you just have to look very closely. it’s all in the eyes!!
andrew, during rooftime, staring into space and Thinking Hard: “why the fuck does matt keep on staring at me” 
neil, flicking gravel off the ledge, barely thinking at all: “he’s not staring he just wants to know how you feel” 
andrew, realizing he’s gonna add a 6′4 himbo to his Protection List: “shit”
they have a very deep understanding of each other
there is more to matt than just the outgoing chaotic extroverted friend
he gets so deeply invested in his friends and sometimes it overwhelms him because he doesn’t know what to do!! he doesn’t know where to put all of his love for them!! kinda like that mary oliver poem
and he was so lonely growing up because both of his parents were pretty absent (but his relationship with his mom got stronger in middle school) and he always feels like he doesn’t deserve the foxes
so he quietly pours all of himself into them, into buying their favorite snacks when they’re sad, listening as they vent, giving them the last of his water at practice, just being the Ultimate Dad Friend
and andrew gets it. he really gets it.
in the girls’ senior year the team takes another road trip to a skiing lodge, and it is an absolutely perfect week of nothing but a good time
at some point matt mumbles something about needing to call his mom and disappears and andrew gives him like 5 minutes before he goes to check on him
matt is curled up with his earbuds in and trying to Deal With His Emotions because he knows nothing lasts forever but he wants it to last forever
he remembers the days when his parents were happy together and they were a proper family and how it can all fall apart overnight
andrew nudges him with his foot and he looks so unimpressed but matt knows better
“matthew. hey matthew. matthew donovan. matthew donovan boy-” “i’m fine just vibing” “if you think we are going to leave you then you are even stupider than i thought.” 
they go back to the rest of their team together
their friendship quickly turns into a “YOU ALWAYS TAKE CARE OF EVERYONE ELSE BUT WHO IS GOING TO TAKE CARE OF YOU?? ME!! I AM GOING TO TAKE CARE OF YOU!!” type thing
and then it eventually becomes a “let’s take care of ourselves but together ❤” type thing
whenever one of his friends sits next to him, matt reflexively rests his arm along the back of their chair/the sofa
it’s not at all territorial or patronizing, it’s just his brain responding to friend is near!! and all the other foxes think it’s kinda funny
one day andrew sits down next to him in the lounge, and matt’s arm twitches, but he stops himself because he is always very mindful of other people’s boundaries
andrew, not looking up from his phone: “it’s fine.” 
a photo of the two of them ends up on the lounge wall the next day, matt turning away to hide a giant grin with his arm chilling along the back of the couch, andrew’s expression flat but his body relaxed
matt says it’s probably his favorite photo
(neil agrees)
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myrvaenboys · 4 years
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Just overheard two teenaged boys at the front door of their friend’s house. One was on the phone and gently said, “Oh, did you just wake up?” And the other one yelled “OPEN UP, FUCKNUGGET!” while slamming his hand on the door. I gotta say I love the friendship dynamic
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myrvaenboys · 4 years
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As soon as scott turns his back on him and walks away, stiles goes straight to the airport and buys a ticket to london…  insp (x)
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myrvaenboys · 4 years
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Human: Deal.
Fey: Very well. When you return home tonight, your mother will be in pristine health again. It will be like she never fell ill at all. Even the memory of her suffering will fade…
Human: Thank you so much. She means everything to me.
Fey: I know, I know. Let’s hope the price wasn’t too much for you after all… Only time will tell.
Human: So, when do we start?
Fey: …If I may ask you to elaborate?
Human: You said you wanted my firstborn.
Fey: Yes? And you agreed?
Human: Yeah, so, when do we start?
Fey:
Fey, blushing: Ah.
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Once upon a time, a man named Niall Lynch had three sons, one of whom loved his father more than the others. Niall Lynch was handsome and charismatic and rich and mysterious, and one day, he was dragged from his charcoal-gray BMW and beaten to death with a tire iron. It was a Wednesday.
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myrvaenboys · 4 years
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foxhole twins
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